"How do I look?" I asked my husband and long time partner, Dylan. I ran into our room from the bathroom in a frenzy. Our first born child, Kinsley Denise Larkin had just turned one in April, and we had decided that we wanted to baptise her. I ran into our room putting the cap on my eyeliner. "Do you think I put on a little too much makeup? Do these darkish tan heels match this navy colored dress well enough?" I was seemingly very worried about my attire. My sister Maria majored in beauty, so she helped get Kinsley dressed up all pretty in her dress and she did her brown hair in nice little ringlets, her hair complimenting her beautiful hazel eyes which she had totally gotten from her father, mine a plain shade of E/C. "Do you want the truth about what you look like? Because I'll just tell you what I told you that day I met you when we were 12." He told me and I smiled at the memory. We had first met in the 6th grade. I had my "boyfriend" Charlie with me. We were getting ready for spring picture day. We took spring pictures with our gym class, Dylan and Charlie both in my gym class. Charlie stood in front of me in the picture line, me behind him and Dylan behind me. I didn't know much about him at the time. He was really shy, the only thing I really knew about him was that he set a bunch of records for running at our school and that he was extremely good at the floor hockey unit. I asked Charlie how I looked and he said I looked good, but that the super popular girl Kristen looked better. I ran out of the gym crying, and Dylan chased after me. He came up to me and used a cheesy pick up line by saying that I looked like his girlfriend. But he got me to smile, just like he did almost 10 years later, as we were getting ready for our daughter's baptism. "But in case you didn't know, you don't look like my girlfriend. Today, you look like my wife. And you've looked like my wife since I married you last year." He commented kissing me softly on the lips. He grabbed my hand and we walked downstairs. "Maria, is Kinsley ready?" I asked my sister. "Yep, she's coming!" Maria held her hand seeing she had just started walking but wasn't great at it. We had waited a while to baptise her, after the season was over so she was a little more than a year old. "Kinsley you look beautiful!" I exclaimed and I looked up at Dyl who had a few tears in my eyes. "Angel, you look so beautiful." He said smiling, wiping his tears. He picked her up and she giggled as he set her on his hip. We walked to the car and Dylan strapped Kinsley in her car seat, Maria sitting next to her. I sat in the passenger seat and he got in the driver's seat, plugging in the keys. The second he plugged in the keys, I could hear a song we love come on and I immediately turned it up. "Can I get a hallelujah? Can I get an amen? Feels like the holy ghost runnin' through ya, as I play the highway FM!" I sang "My Church" by Maren Morris. "I find my soul revival, singing every single verse!" Dylan sang and soon enough the next line comes on. "Ya, I guess that's my church!" We all sang out loud, except for Kinsley, of course. She just giggled in the back seat, clapping her hands. We were one big happy family and I wouldn't have it any other way.
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"Do you wonder what would've happened if Charlie would have just told you you looked beautiful like any good boyfriend would have that day?" Dylan asked as he walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. Kinsley was asleep in her room, all of our guests from the baptismal party were gone, leaving just Dyl and I in our room. I had just finished putting a picture of us at the baptism in Kinsley's baby book, it was us holding Kinsley as she got the water poured on her head. The picture had the words of the priest "I welcome you to the world of Jesus Christ, sweet Kinsley Denise" underneath the photo. "Oh, I would have left him. He was the worst boyfriend ever!" I turned around his arms and he kissed my head. "I love you, Mrs. Larkin. Thank you for the beautiful gift that is Kinsley."

okay but let's just imagine Dylan Larkin as a father 😍😍